"I can walk that far on one breath, it'll be fine," the guilmon had thought to himself back on the shore before gasping deeply and jumping into the water, his body sinking like a rock.
That was six minutes ago, and that confidence he'd had was gone now. His chest heaved every few seconds and bubbles constantly trickled from his nostrils, but all he could do was continue walking, further extending his trail of footprints marking his path along the bottom. While this area had quite a lot of aquatic life, the breathless guilmon didn't care about it any more, and could only hope he'd reach the opposite shore with dry lungs...